Kris Delmhorst – Gravity – Appetite

I have had this song for a while, I first downloaded it when I was still living in London and yet it’s had regular playback ever since. I found it by googling “just like smoke” lyrics — I’d never even heard of it but loved the lyrics so downloaded the song — and loved it even more.

What I originally liked was the whole “I could get stuck on you… I think I won’t” aspect. I do tend to get caught up in dudes and then get all upset about them. I admired Kris’s stance: I won’t stick to you like glue, I’ll drift by you just like smoke, I’ll leave you nothing but some dirty laundry… – and here comes the kicker – nothing but a little catch, in your throat.

I’ve been doing it more or less successfully ever since. Except in some cases, where I’ve been failing abysmally to move on (I do tend to go back and try and repeat good things when they came to an end a loong, loooong time ago… bad move, destroys the little catch in the throat!). It’s a song that always cheers me up and gives me perspective when I’m getting a little too caught up in a dude.

But today I like it for different reasons, a different set of lyrics which I’m singing to myself this week. I’m now pretty much unemployed and in a sort of rut, except that I like my rut.
So maybe last month’s paycheck is
just a jingle in my pocket
Maybe last night’s love is all a pack of lies
Maybe last year’s questions still got no answers
But I still look down when I want to see the sky
I’ve been out every day, every night, seeing people, doing things, being happy to just… be me. Spending money, not recklessly, but drinking isn’t free. Giving money to buskers. Watching bands play (some really, really good bands too). Dancing like crazy all night in tiny clubs, with random people I meet on the street.

I have no work, but I have no fear, I have no answers but… it’s ok. Gravity don’t work on me. Ground can’t hold me down.

Gravity don’t work on me
Ground don’t pull me down
I can jump anything I come to
I do not need to come down

Driving back from your house
It’s first gear all the way home
I got my window wide wide open so I can feel the snow
Could get so stuck on you
But I think I won’t
I could sink into this
But I would rather just float

So I won’t stick to you like glue
I will drift by you just like smoke
I’ll leave you nothing but some dirty laundry
Nothing but a little catch in your throat

See the pretty rainbows in the oil slicks on the highway
Hear the lovely music of the sirens passing by
I could love every single person in this truck stop
I would not even have to try

So I won’t stick to you like glue
I will drift by you just like smoke
I’ll leave you nothing but some dirty laundry
Nothing but a little catch

And I throw it all away
Live on ice and wine
I’m made of skin and appetite
And I do not want to call you mine

So maybe last month’s paycheck is
just a jingle in my pocket
Maybe last night’s love is all a pack of lies
Maybe last year’s questions still got no answers
But I still look down when I want to see the sky

And I won’t stick to you like glue
I will drift by you just like smoke
I’ll leave you nothing but some dirty laundry
Nothing but a little catch in your throat

Gravity don’t work on me

~ by orange on February 22, 2008.